This was Zoey’s first time seeing hundreds of edit suggestions in a single proposal. The suggestions cluttered the entire document so much her eyes hurt just looking at it. She stared at her inbox for a long time as she calmed herself down before getting a grip on herself and focusing on the work.When Katie saw the suggestions, she was so angry that she had half a mind to march up to Laurence and scold him."Why didn't they point these out last time? If they find everything we do wrong, why did they choose to work with us in the first place?" Katie demanded, hot-tempered and blunt with her words. "Is there something wrong with them? They had finalized so quickly before, and now they're starting to find faults with our work? Also, it seems like they aren't in a hurry at all, are they? Say, is your ex-husband a Scorpio? He's so resentful."Zoey thought about it for a bit. "No, I don't think he's a Scorpio."When she went through the edit suggestions again, Katie found herself at a lo
"I'll never do anything like that again," Sarah whispered weakly.Laurence's eyes swept over her face. She didn't look much different from before, still as innocent-looking as ever, especially when a tinge of redness crept into her eyes, she looked like the entire world had wronged her. "I've heard this one too many times." He took a few steps forward, stony-faced. "You always say you're sorry, and I've forgiven you every single time. I'm done with your tricks, Sarah." Sarah had no tears left, and Laurence wasn't the least bit affected by the sight of her red-rimmed eyes. He felt absolutely nothing. "If you're done crying, go home."Wiping the tears away with the back of her hand, she lifted her head and looked into his eyes. "Didn't you marry Zoey for the same reason? You didn't find her disgusting then, so why are you being so hard on me when we both did the exact same thing?”. She had a point there.The disappointment in Laurence’s eyes the night before was utterly heartbreak
"Jasmine made you do it?" Laurence asked as he looked straight into the man’s eyes, swallowing slowly after a long silence.It dawned on the man that he’d said something wrong. He’d had a guilty conscience when the Scotts' bodyguards brought him over to Laurence's office, so he was quick to spill whatever knowledge he had about the matter without much probing. "She had hired a few men that night. I think the girl was fresh out of college, and had somehow crossed her, so I guess Mrs. Jenner had a mind to teach her a lesson."That made sense to Laurence. Every time Zoey met Mrs. Jenner, they would have some form of dispute or argument, and Zoey had never shown Mrs. Jenner much respect.The man shot Laurence a wary glance after he was done speaking. He carefully gauged his expression the entire time. He never would have done it if he had known beforehand that it was Laurence Scott's drink he was spiking. Look at the trouble it got him into now. "It was so long ago. I would’ve forgo
By now, Zoey might not even care for an apology from Laurence. He had been in the wrong for judging her so haughtily and treating her with such prejudice. It would seem very pretentious of him to apologize to her now. Laurence closed his eyes, his lashes trembling as he forced down the bitterness that rose in his throat. He gave his uncle, Cadence Scott, a call. When he picked up, Laurence asked, "Did Jasmine Teller come to you for help recently? To award the municipal constructions of Loreton district to Crescent Constructions?" It wasn't surprising that Laurence knew about this, as Sarah had mentioned it to him. Jasmine wasn't good at getting projects. She lacked the connections and was never ready to humble herself to ask for projects from people she thought were below her.As the construction company had no ongoing projects and capital turnover was slow, they faced some financial issues. Even after giving the boot to the employees who had labored hard for many years under Robe
Zoey wasn't foolish enough to think Laurence was in her neighborhood by chance. There existed a finite number of coincidences under the heavens.Amid the wind and snow, they exchanged a long, meaningful glance. Neither had anything to say.Zoey quickly averted her astonished gaze. Feigning ignorance, she turned in the direction of home. Laurence rushed to take a step toward her.On snowy days like this, it was no surprise the streets were empty. There were only a few passersby around them. A group of children immune to the biting cold played in the open grounds at the end of the street, enthusiastically building snowmen with gloves on.One of them ran toward Zoey, almost knocking her over, but the man behind caught her before she fell. There was hardly anyone in the world who wasn't afraid of his glacial glare. As the playful child met those cold eyes of his, he ran far away in fear, rejoining his friends and their snowmen.Zoey broke away from Laurence’s grasp without a word. She
Zoey was clearly nervous as she faced her uncle. Hearing his words only made her want to dig a hole in the ground and stick her head in forever. It was clear that he was not someone she could easily deceive. Yet it seemed like he was turning a blind eye to her lies instead of exposing her.Softly, she reiterated, "Not a Scott."The solemnity on Jason's face was out of the ordinary as he asked sternly, "Are you really keeping this child?"Zoey looked up and met his eyes. She nodded, "Yes." At first, it was because she had no choice. However, she found herself gradually growing attached to the baby now.Janet struggled to process her daughter's confession; perhaps it was due to her old age that necessitated extra time to digest the information. She was in a trance for a good while. Two months had barely passed since her divorce, but now, not only did she have a new boyfriend, but she was expecting a child with him. While she knew young people were often ahead with today's trends, t
The minute Zoey received his reply in her inbox, she took time to mentally prepare herself before opening the file. As luck would have it, she only found three comments annotated—a drastically reduced number compared to the last time. She forwarded the email to Katie and the two had a quick run-through before they started amending the plan accordingly. Once the revised version was completed the next day, Zoey went to the office building of the Scott Group for the meeting. They had specifically requested her presence—perhaps Laurence had too much on his plate lately to be picking on her.He was also absent from the meeting. Zoey heaved a sigh of relief upon realizing he wouldn't be joining the meeting. The lead of the Carol Bay project was replaced by a very capable-looking middle-aged woman. On one of the two toilet breaks she took, Zoey bumped into Amanda, who was there to discuss some matters with her uncle. The minute the lady laid eyes on Zoey, they were pinned on her for a go
Sarah was in pain all over. She was so angry that she trembled as she shouted, “I’m going to call the police!”Zoey was standing nearby. She smiled and asked, “Do you have evidence, though?”Whenever Sarah hurt someone, she did it in places without surveillance cameras. Zoey had done the same. There was no footage of Zoey pushing her, so she had no evidence even if she did file a police report.“Do you have evidence, though?” Sarah had asked Zoey the same question countless times before. Whenever Zoey was blamed or wronged, Sarah would say this with a sly grin. Now that Sarah had gotten a taste of her own medicine, she found it was a terrible feeling. She was so angry that her chest hurt. She had never felt so wronged before.In the private room, the dinner had come to an end. The seat next to Laurence was left empty. It was apparent that the person who occupied it was not coming back. The atmosphere was rather tense. After saying a few words to each other, everyone left. After the